For some unknown reason, it’s been far too long since I’ve mentioned Harry Potter. And what better way to make up for that oversight than by dedicating an entire blog post to the wonders that were created by JK (and Warner Brothers) for the world to so fully enjoy? So here you have it, some of the very best things about Harry Potter: The Pandora Station Working to music with words is hard; I can’t concentrate. So instead of fighting it, opt for HP Pandora instead. You’re welcome. Cozy Sweaters Just looking that these quirky monograms makes me want to coze up in a nice sweater. Like yesterday. How far until fall again? Castles and Other Really Old Looking Things Pretty much everything comes with character; no cookie-cutter belongings (or dwellings) here. Honeydukes And absolutely everything it has for sale. Things Dumbledore Says D-ore isn’t just a wizard with magic, […]
One of my biggest character flaws is making sweeping statements without knowing all of the facts. Sometimes I mean said statements, sometimes they are jokes, and other times I’m just jumping to conclusions for the time-being, quickly changing my mind soon after. It’s a reality that’s made me learn to take my own opinions with a grain of salt. Because not only am I judgmental, I’m bad at making non-committal small talk. It could be one or the other or both at any given moment. One such judgment I’ve made – for years – is about ladies with two last names. Hyphening their surnames for one reason or another. Or those who don’t take their spouse’s name at all. Whether an inability to let go of the past or trying to make their name more stand out-ish, I probably called you out. But now that I’m married and trying to […]
In the midst of my recent move (yes I moved, both addresses and towns, albeit slightly), I was forced on a tea hiatus. Where everything in the entire place was packed – except for my computer, which I am typing on right now, and also Toga, who stayed at Grandma Cork Head and Grandpa Wonk’s. It was there that he played with us uncle brother, Jasper, who is his actual litter mate, for two entire weeks. So long so that he was only mildly excited to see me upon his entrance to the new home. That is, until no one was watching and he slept two millimeters from my face for nights at a time. Anyway, the tea. It was packed up and I could not get to it. But I wanted it. I wanted to taste its deliciousness and benefit from its subtle hints of caffeine. But there were […]
Want to know what I did last week? Check out this video; it has all the answers. Once I stop having 12 zillion things to do, I’ll even tell you about it in more detail. Or not. Because being a newlywed is hard work, I’ve been told. So is moving. Working a full time job, being a mother to a cat who hates rules, and trying to not be completely anti-social. Be back soon, though. Promise!
In just two short days, I will be turning a certain number of years old. And I’m pretty pumped about it. Because who doesn’t love birthdays, really? Sure it’s not fun to turn old(er), but as a wise lady named Dear Prudie once said, “You only feel old because it’s the oldest you’ve ever been.” But it IS fun to celebrate. Not because I think I’m a huge deal, but because I’m always looking for a good excuse. Especially when it’s to have fun. So what am I doing this year to celebrate? First off, thanks for asking. Second of all, all kinds of things. On the actual day, I’m wearing a fancy dress and being taken out by Bo. For his work event that just so happens to fall on my day of birth. Where I’ll get to be confused by how much silverware there is to use. Fill […]
Most days, I am boring. I work, I work out. Finish chores, make lists of other things that need checked off. I eat, and also sleep, and play with my cat. His litter box gets cleaned in the evenings. Right before I shower and settle into my already-made bed. Of course, fun is had. But in a timely manner – once responsibilities have been taken care of. Bills paid. But last week, it was one for the books. Crazy shiz was happening every day. I got record amounts of work done. Fun approached haphazardly and without warning. Sickness struck even when there was plenty to be done, which I powered through. Wednesday events happened on a Tuesday, Friday was a whirlwind. Normal Tuesday events didn’t take place at all. It was like I was some sort of college heathen who never knows what day it was. A whopper of February […]
As per my New Year’s “resolution,” I didn’t wear jeans for a solid chunk of time. That means that for a real hot minute, my legs only saw soft fabrics. Sweat pants, leggings, pajamas – really anything that didn’t come with a zipper or hidden pockets. And it was pretty great. Infinite levels of comfort. Or rather, 23.5 days of comfort – which is how long I lasted before falling back into the sweet routine of sporting denim. On the 24th day, I wore jeans. It was only for a few hours, and they weren’t even the fancy ones. But it still happened. I wanted to go on a walk on account of the nice weather, and rather than sporting jeggings with bulky shoes, I jean-ed up. And it felt glorious – even found a rogue golf ball, which was obviously due to my at-the-time outfit. Really, the jig could’ve […]